Two weeks went by, and the time came closer when he was due to meet Mr Lorenzor. This Thursday afternoon for this rather intriguing meeting. He still hadn't told Theo a single thing, and the weight was becoming heavier on his shoulders.
He was becoming a hindrance to the business; not wanting to leave the flat or even be left alone, so it was up to Andy and Cal to carry out all the jobs at the moment singly, luckily trusted clients.
He had some counselling, pretending it was a homophobic attack. The police almost getting involved, but managed to convince that it was much his fault than theirs as he provoked them. That these two imaginary guys started on Theo and he stood in.
It's not uncommon for it to happen here anyway, so it was dropped.
Before the big day, Andy and Cal managed to wheedle him out. The local club was having a karaoke night and knowing just how much he loved to sing, also thought it might help bring him out of his hysteria.
It just so happened that the manager liked to dabble in a little white stuff every now and then, so Cal provided a little for him at a very low price and they got a few drinks on the house. Free drinks and Theo were a great combination. The problem was he had been drinking a little more than usual lately. It probably wasn't really a good idea to encourage him but it got him to step out of the enclosure and have a night out for a change. His two mates acting as bodyguards and assuring he will not come to harm.
Trembling, Theo stopped at the doors, the bouncer well known by the three smiled at them and gave them a friendly wave.
"Evening Cal, Andy, Tiny -T," He nodded, seeing Theo wrapped in a leather jacket, arms folded protectively around his body. God he fucking hated being called that!
The bruises had faded a little but his grazed lip was still visibly dark with a healing scab, But asked no questions.
"Evening Bazz," Cal chirped, London accent rich in his tone as he greeted his old school friend from back in the old days. A champion boxer and built like a brick shit house.
"Not seen you here in a while."
"Ah well, busy busy you know," he winked.
Barry also knew their business, though he never touched the stuff.
"Oh yes, good. No misbehaving here though," Banter in his tone he knew them well and Cal wasn't the type to go around just offering gear to anyone.
He didn't even know that Trev, the manager liked a little sometimes.
"Course not." He smiled widely.
"Have a good evening Lads," Bazza replied, letting them jump the queue and pass through the doors.
Once inside the club, they perched on the stools at the bar waiting to be served. The young, raven haired Greek looking barmaid greeted them with a warm smile. "Usual boys?" She asked as she rised to their familiar faces.
"Yep, cheers Jani."
Theo was fidgeting, tapping his feet nervously on the floor. Cal and Andy hadn't noticed that he was still apprehensive about coming out. They'd dismissed it like the normal routine.
"You ok angel?" he whispered, seeing the worry in his face.
"Yeah I think so."
"You will be alright. Come on, drink this and just relax." Andy passed him the double vodka Jani had just finished pouring.
He frowned at him as he clumsily clasped the cold glass, almost dropping it. How could he forget what had happened to him? But then he realized he didn't; Andy didn't know the full details, but still he was acting too casual about it all for his taste.
"On the house, complements of management," she said as Cal wafted a twenty note under her nose. Of course he knew they would be, but he still wanted to be courteous.
"Then have one yourself darlin," He charmed.
"No thank you, not while on duty, but thanks anyway" She blushed and curved her rose-tinted lips into a flattered smile. " Ok ...Just a tomatoe juice then."
"Trev about?" he then asked casually bobbing his head to the side.
"Yeah he's just out back, I will let him know you're here."
With that she called him, and the man in question soon appeared, a wide grin on his face, his arms open wide.
"Calvin!" He called, moving through the hatch to embrace the dark haired man. "How are you? Nice to see you."
"You too mate, yeah we're good."
"Business?"
"Never better" He saw the smaller guy wince slightly beside him.
"Jesus Tiny-T, what have you been doing, fighting with the furniture again?" Trev laughed, stroking his dark moustache which was heavily peppered with grey, remembering the last time they where here. He'd gotten so drunk he wacked his head on the bar as he fell off the stool.
The others didn't smile, and owner's face dropped when he noticed the solemn expressions.
"A bit of trouble that's all. Nothing heavy just had a dodgy client." Andy cut in.
Cal rolled his eyes. 'Big mouth.'
Theo elbowed the redhead, then was intently glaring at him with dark eyes. He really didn't care for having his dirty laundry aired in public. Or again to be call that!!
"Oh I am sorry," in remorse knowing that in that trade you had to expect a little trouble from time to time. Inside unsympathetic, just as long as he had a sample he really couldn't care less. Play with fire, you will get burnt right?
"Oh well, no harm done, you still have your knee caps." He looked down at this now fuming man and giving him a little patronizing pinch on his cheek.
That was it he saw red and the fire burned in his stomach, his eyes widened, mouth pouted, but before he said or did anything Cal was stood in front of him, holding his wrists tightly in a split second reaction.
"You wanted something?" He asked Trev calming restraining Theo from behind seeking to distract him, chuckling low in his throat to indicate there was no trouble.
"Yeah, you have some?" He whispered close to his ear.
"Out the back?" Nodding discreetly moving a little and gesturing with his eyes for Andy to keep Theo under control.
Before he could move, Andy's large hands replaced Cal's holding him from behind his back. As soon as the men disappeared out of the back door, he turned and glared hard up at him.
"Behave," He hissed clenching his teeth. "Can't go starting a fight with the bloody manager, we will be barred for life and lose a customer." He gripped the smaller man harder who started whimper and struggled. The memory still raw as the pressure on his body brought it back. His breath started to quicken in panic and Andy let go, realizing what he was doing.
Rubbing his wrists as the grip was released, written of disgust on his face.
Andy's face flushed. He was out of order doing that, but it gave him a thrill seeing this sexy man struggle and whimper under his strength.
To be honest he was becoming more and more pissed off with his behaviour over the last ten days. Stupid and weak for not dealing with what had happened. 'Toughen up Theo!' He had stressed after a little dispute the other day when they argued about holding up the profits.
"Jesus... I'm... sorry."
"Fucking Prick!!" Theo yelled letting the boiled anger bubble to the surface.
"I'm so sorry. I..."
"...No Andrew, you don't do you? You have no fucking idea!!"
From the backroom and even over the music of the DJ, Cal could hear his boyfriend shouting.
"You'd better keep him on a lead tonight Calvin, he causes any trouble then he is out." Trev stated sternly.
"I'm sorry Trev, I will go see what's up." He coolly replied, hoping to defuse the issue.
He had done the drop as quickly as he could and both men walked out innocently, returning to the bar where a very angry Theo was spitting at his colleague in fury, and very close to punching, with his fists clenched so tight they turned white.
."...Yeah fucking money is all you care about!" He barked.
